Realm of the Night God

Malevolent spirits are divided into two types: one evolves by devouring other ghosts, while the other forms from the condensed soul after death.

The former needs no elaboration. Even the most ordinary undead, as long as it has enough ghosts to consume, can become a formidable existence like a malevolent spirit.

The latter is different. The conditions for its formation are extremely stringent. If there wasn't overwhelming resentment before death, it's impossible to directly become a malevolent spirit.

Generally, souls that form after a person's death become undead. Even if there is some resentment from their past life, it's not intense enough to surpass the category of undead. At most, they are slightly stronger than ordinary undead.

If the deceased harbors deep grievances, there's a possibility of transforming into an evil spirit, surpassing the ordinary undead.

The formation of a malevolent spirit requires an astonishing amount of resentment before death, at least several times the standard needed to become an evil spirit!

This intense resentment cannot be enhanced at will. It needs to passively endure inhumane torture and suffering for a long time. Only then can this resentment accumulate, and there's a chance to transform into a malevolent spirit after death.

It's not a guaranteed transformation into a malevolent spirit, but rather a possibility!

Once becoming a malevolent spirit, terrifying power is gained, but the process of acquiring this power is excessively cruel and bloody!

Zhong Siyu, the blood-red malevolent spirit, was born under such brutal and bloody torment. However, as she transformed into a blood-red malevolent spirit, her once adorable and innocent demeanor vanished, replaced by cruelty and bloodshed.

Her cute smile turned into a terrifying grin, her blood-red eyes constantly emitted a bloodthirsty gleam, and the blood-soaked attire dripped not only with her blood but also that of others.

She became insane and ruthless, surpassing even the cruelty of her initial father!

This is a complete story, a tale of how Zhong Siyu transformed from an innocent and lovely girl into a blood-red malevolent spirit.

The story lacks joy; instead, it's filled with betrayal, cruelty, madness, perversion, and human nature.

However, Yang Haoran doesn't know the complete story; he can only see a part of it.

Yang Haoran gently shook his head, and the images in his mind disappeared. As the mental images vanished, the ghost building returned to normal, becoming a ruin.

What he saw through Ghost Eye that night was only from Zhong Siyu's perspective.

He could see what Zhong Siyu saw, experience what she experienced, but scenes where Zhong Siyu wasn't present remained unseen and unknown to him.

Although what he saw wasn't a complete story, he could roughly piece together the missing parts through Ghost Eye.

Moreover, whether he saw the complete story or not was not essential for him, as what he witnessed through Zhong Siyu's perspective made him extremely uncomfortable.

He felt sympathy for Zhong Siyu's plight. The grudges between the middle-aged man and the woman were not for him to judge, but making a child like Zhong Siyu pay the price was something he couldn't accept.

As the ghost building was gradually cleared away, the onlookers dispersed. Yang Haoran remained standing in the same spot, watching the ruin being cleared.

Although his gaze was fixed on the ghost building's ruins, his mind was elsewhere.

Suddenly, the phone rang, interrupting Yang Haoran's thoughts. Checking his mobile phone, he saw that Wang Yiming was calling.

"Brother Yang, where are you? Do you have time for lunch? Let's eat together."

Wang Yiming's voice sounded excited, and a smile appeared on Yang Haoran's face. He knew the source of Wang Yiming's excitement.

Duda's corpse was a big gift, and their Spirit Police would be pleased to receive it. Wang Yiming would undoubtedly benefit from it.

Initially, Yang Haoran wanted to refuse, but considering that he still had to return the black talisman to Wang Yiming, he agreed with a smile.

As noon approached, the ghost building was almost cleared, and there were no more spectators around. Zhong Siyu did not appear, so Yang Haoran left the ghost building and drove to the location where he agreed to have lunch with Wang Yiming.

At the dining table, Yang Haoran not only met Wang Yiming but also saw Chen Ying and Xiao Tong, the formation mage who had once fought against the skin ghost together.

They haven't changed much, but Yang Haoran has undergone significant changes. Chen Ying, being an ordinary person, didn't notice anything.

However, Wang Yiming and Xiao Tong are not ordinary people. They both noticed Yang Haoran's changes. The Yin Qi surrounding Yang Haoran's body has become much heavier, and the power fluctuations emanating from him have intensified.

They knew that Yang Haoran's strength had undoubtedly increased, as evidenced by these changes. However, what they didn't know was that what Yang Haoran felt in terms of Yin Qi and power fluctuations was just the tip of the iceberg. If Yang Haoran were to unleash all the power within him, it would undoubtedly shock them.

Of course, given Yang Haoran's personality, he wouldn't bother doing such a thing.

With Yang Haoran having narrowly escaped a great danger, successfully opening the heaven soul, and becoming the Burial Master of Lecheng, it was undoubtedly a huge joy for him. However, Wang Yiming and Xiao Tong were unaware of this good news.

Even Wang Yiming and Xiao Tong didn't know, let alone Chen Ying, an ordinary police officer.

Yang Haoran didn't actively bring up the matter; he continued to chat amicably, and there were no visible changes in his demeanor or behavior.

After lunch, Yang Haoran took the opportunity to return the black talisman to Wang Yiming.

Looking at the black talisman, which had lost much of its power, Yang Haoran couldn't help but show a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"This... it helped me a lot, but the power has been significantly depleted," Yang Haoran said with a slightly awkward smile.

"I thought you were going to tell me something else, but it turns out to be this," Wang Yiming chuckled and continued, "I lent it to you to help, and it's expected that there would be some loss of power. Since I lent it to you, I wouldn't mind the loss as long as it truly helped you."

The more Wang Yiming said this, the more embarrassed Yang Haoran became.

"Regarding the matters of your Yin Division, have they been resolved so quickly? If not, you can keep this black talisman for a few more days," Wang Yiming said with a serious expression.

Yang Haoran quickly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need. If you lend it to me for a few more days, this black talisman will almost turn into ashes."

"If it's gone, it's gone. It's not a big deal. If necessary, I'll ask my master for another one," Wang Yiming said.

Although Wang Yiming spoke lightly, Yang Haoran knew in his heart that if this kind of black talisman were easily obtainable, Wang Yiming wouldn't have only one, and he wouldn't keep it stored inside him.

"Our Yin Division's matters are almost settled. You can continue keeping this black talisman with me; the chance of it coming in handy is not that great," Yang Haoran politely declined with a smile.

Seeing that Yang Haoran showed no intention of taking the black talisman back, Wang Yiming didn't insist and put it away.

"I see you're quite interested in formations. Next time we gather, I'll invite Xiao Tong, and you can exchange ideas with him," Wang Yiming said, smiling at Yang Haoran, after putting away the black talisman.

Yang Haoran didn't refuse Wang Yiming's suggestion. He was indeed interested in formations. During lunch, he had a pleasant conversation with Xiao Tong, and their topics revolved around formations.

However, Yang Haoran currently only had a general interest in formations. He didn't have any plans to become a formation mage for now. With so much on his plate, he wasn't even a talisman master yet, let alone having the energy to delve into formations.

The reason he chose to chat with Xiao Tong about formations during lunch was just a prelude. His ultimate goal was to seek advice from Wang Yiming on some talisman-related matters.

If he were to directly ask Wang Yiming, Wang Yiming would undoubtedly clarify his doubts. However, this might reveal something, so Yang Haoran decided to take a more subtle approach. Although this method wasn't ideal when used with friends, Yang Haoran had no choice but to choose this approach to safeguard his secrets.